dreaming in shadows

Somehow this fall has been feeling particularly poignant. Or maybe I am always the most emotional this time of year, and then I subsequently forget.

friends and farmers

Today marks the last of 8 beginning farmer mixers (taking place over a 2-month period) that I spent the last 5 months planning in enthusiastic collaboration with many wonderful people. Hear-hear for the visionaries, idealists, hard workers, craftsfolk, greenhorns, and plain ol’ outdoor fanatics in our midst who are the future of American agrarianism.


Craiglist trampoline-cum-chicken tractor!


In between gigs I reunited with old friends.


Many lessons learned, friends made, spirits uplifted.

half moon riders

A few weeks ago 20 of us barreled down the coast in a whirlwind of wheeled glory. It was one of the longest periods of extended bliss I’ve experienced in a while.

let me rot in splendor

The end, in no particular order.

all tomorrow’s parties

Feasting with the eyes, heart, and belly.


We thanked each and every bird.

A few weeks ago I had the great luck to be invited to an amazing wedding, epic in the overwhelming love of the gathered families, generosity of the hosts, and talented musicians present. I am grateful to have been welcomed, as a total stranger, to a celebration that illustrated the power of communities forging bonds across international and racial boundaries. Thank you, Habib and Jessica (and of course Matt, without whom I wouldn’t have been there in the first place). I danced joyously and without reservation to music that I hold very close to my heart. *

*which is why I didn’t take many pictures

vaschl*ng

“Are you like an enchanted thing? A damn story where some girl lets a warty old toad sleep in her shoe and in the mornin the toad’s a good lookin dude makin omelettes?”

Loving the island I’m on, The Crossing, and also B.A.S.S. – 1999.


Duck in the plucker (it’s dead).


This kid is not messing around.


Betsy showed us the legit way, with a draft horse.


Kiwi flowers

Mountain Rambling

“The world could only be known as it existed in men’s hearts.”

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